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From the other end of the room came the clamorous exhortations of Monsieur Gerardy. Mrs. Cressler and the Gretry girl watched the progress of the rehearsal attentively from the doorway of the dining-room. Aunt Wess' and Mr. Cressler were discussing psychic research and seances, on the sofa on the other side of the room. After a while Laura spoke.
It was the occasion of the third rehearsal for the play which was to be given for the benefit of the hospital ward for Jadwin's mission children, and Mrs. Cressler had invited the members of the company for dinner. Just now everyone awaited the arrival of the "coach," Monsieur Gerardy, who was always late.
Marion climbs over the rustic breakfast and practicable over the rustic bench and practicable table, ha, ha, to make the entrance." Still holding the play-book, he clapped hands with elaborate sarcasm. "Ah, yes, good business that. That will bring down the house." Meanwhile the Gretry girl turned again from left-centre. "'Ah, the old home again. See " "Stop!" thundered Monsieur Gerardy.
"What must I do?" said little Mdlle. Gerardy, wringing her hands. "The Doctor says that I must tell my sister to go home: that she only worries me, and makes me worse. He calls her a 'whirlwind. If I won't tell her, then he will tell her, and we shall have some more scenes. Mon Dieu! and I am so tired of them. They terrify me. I would suffer anything rather than have a fresh scene.
You are wanted." "Oh, I must run," exclaimed Laura, catching up her play-book. "Poor Monsieur Gerardy we must be a trial to him." She hurried across the room, where the coach was disposing the furniture for the scene, consulting the stage directions in his book: "Here the kitchen table, here the old-fashioned writing-desk, here the armoire with practicable doors, here the window. Soh! Who is on?
He cleared a space at the end of the parlor, pulling the chairs about. "Be attentive now. Here" he placed a chair at his right with a flourish, as though planting a banner "is the porch of Lord Glendale's country house." "And here," shouted Monsieur Gerardy, glaring at him and slamming down another chair, "is a rustic bench and practicable table set for breakfast."
And the Doctor says I must have it, and that my mother must go home at once. If I tell her that, she will have a tremendous quarrel with the Doctor. As it is, he will scarcely speak to her. So you see, Mademoiselle Gerardy, that I, too, am in a bad plight. What am I to do?" Then a young American spoke.
"'Ah, the old home " "Left-centre," interrupted the coach, in a tone of long-suffering patience. She paused bewildered, and believing that she had spoken her lines too abruptly, began again: "'See, the clambering " "Left-centre." "'Ah, the old home " Monsieur Gerardy settled himself deliberately in his chair and resting his head upon one hand closed his eyes.
But Monsieur Gerardy, suddenly compressing his lips as if in a heroic effort to repress his emotion, flung himself into a chair, turning his back and crossing his legs violently. Miss Gretry stopped, very much disturbed, gazing perplexedly at the coach's heaving shoulders. There was a strained silence, then: "Isn't isn't that right?"
Gerardy, his nostrils expanded, gave her his back. The older people, who were not to take part Jadwin, the Cresslers, and Aunt Wess' retired to a far corner, Mrs. Cressler declaring that they would constitute the audience. "On stage," vociferated Monsieur Gerardy, perspiring from his exertions with the furniture. "'Marion enters, timid and hesitating, L. C. Come, who's Marion?
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